Shadows creepmg over the terrain in
stony silence as the graying of the day
progresses 

The horse stood still as death ,like a
black and white photo.taken by an
award winning photographer

I ponder the strange effects that
the scene has on me,I sum it
 up in one word ,granite

That gives me pause to wonder
at how we perceive ourselves
within our environment

Noting that the scenario I have depicted
has a strongly woven synergism that fits
perfectly together

Such as, silence, stillness,graying,granite
black and white,all a harmonious amalgam
that pleases the senses

I consider if it is  only through poetry
do we find words of such symmetry, and
if so,it makes me happy to be a poet

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